Page 50 of Royally F*cked

“I told you so. I should also tell you that this is also why I did not think to mention the urgency to conceive a child. Because there are other options. I realize now that regardless it was a discussion we should have had before. When we were negotiating.”

“To be clear, I am not upset at the thought of having children with you. I do not think that I had thought that far in advance, but I knew in the back of my mind that one day, it would need to happen. It would have been nice to know that you…we…are expected to make this happen so soon.”

“It is a very outdated rule. I’m actually surprised my parents couldn’t convince parliament to abolish that one as well,” he says as he brushes water up and down my arm.

“They sound like innovators.”

“More like renegades. They wanted to move the monarchy forward,” he sighs deeply.

“There’s something else you’re not telling me.”

Jude swallows hard. “I believe it is their forward thinking that resulted in their death.”

“That was an accident though, right? All of the news reports claimed…”

He presses a finger to my lips. “I know what the reports claim, but there are things that do not add up. Things that Ozzy has been looking into for years. I may never know the answers, but I refuse to give up hope.”

“Who would…” I cannot even find the words to finish my thoughts.

“I do not know, though I do have my suspicions. And before you ask, no, this I will not tell you. Not until I’m certain. The less you know right now where this is concerned, the better. You have my word that you are safe, and I will protect you at all costs.”

“That doesn’t sound ominous at all, Jude.” And yet, I trust that he will ensure my safety.

“Anything that we do discuss within these walls, must stay here. Do you understand?”

“I didn’t before, but I’m beginning to.”

“Very good. Now, what do you say we get out of this bathtub and get some rest?”

“Actually…” Somehow still feeling a little brazen, I straddle his hips.

The ache between my thighs is nothing compared to the burning desire I have for this man. I truly am living my fantasy.

Jude cocks a brow. “Something you want, Charlie?”

I reach between us and wrap my hand around his hardening length. “Can you show me what to do?”

He covers my hand with his and squeezes a little tighter. “Not too much too it,” he groans as he guides my hand up and down. “Sometimes I like it a little rougher, but it feels pretty fucking amazing if you just graze over it too.”

“And these?” I ask as I cup his balls with my other hand.

A string of curses tumble from his mouth. “They like a little love too. A little more fragile than the big guy but a little rub and tug is nice.” Jude puts his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. “Just like that, baby. Fuck yes.”

Seeing Jude at my mercy is empowering but I want more. So much more.

Leaning forward to kiss him, I whisper, “what if I wanted to try what we started earlier, before…” while grinding over his hard length.

“I don’t want to be the one to stop you, but you may not want to overdo it. You’re bound to be sore, and I don’t want to see you hurt. We have a whole lifetime to try everything.”

I pout, just a little hurt by his rejection.

“Hey, hey, hey,” he lifts my chin. “None of that. I’m all yours, Charlie. I’m just looking out for you. I promise, if you’re feeling up to it tomorrow morning - I’ll give you my cock again, you dirty girl.”

“Oh,” my eyes widen.

“Let’s dry off and get some rest, for now.”

Trusting that he knows what he’s talking about, I follow his lead and step out of the tub and into the towel he’s holding open for me.

Once we’re both tried off, Jude tucks us into his bed and pulls me close.

Tonight, I fall asleep in the arms of my very own prince.

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